War Machine

Grymm, Dave, Grymm, Dave, Grymm, Dave, Grymm, Dave, Grymm, Dave, Grymm, let's go I am the apex of creativity, a nativity scene, Serene is what lives in me, now who me Unique, make you part of the Bullet Club for being Too Sweet And your heart black and bitter, just like licorice, these vigorous scripts inspired by those who's living it L.E.S, yes, we stay militant, gorilla shit, popping up when you least expect Got you all saying, he's the best, while the rest of the community is saying he's a threat Seasoned I bet, to acquiesce to the One Chip Paqui test I know that's too hot, you not Tupac, you've got one third of that charisma And I'm an enigma, you just infected with the ligma Filled with pride like Simba, till you left with that Scar tissue From the pain that my bars issued, hard flip you like judo you know Puerto Rock, heavy weight like sumo, Packing E in Honda's Yo quiero fumo, yo quiero fumo, ain't a blow that's too low, Nah Ain't a blow that's too low, Nah, ain't a blow that's too low Godzilla my rage, the craziest, irradiated 80 mile radiuses with wavy scripts, maybe he is thicker than gravy is With one mic, got you pushing up daisies kid No rosary needed, my flow is an Eden, I got that prose of a demon That's why I know when you're scheming, no X O's, no defense, grab your goggles You're getting thrown in the deep end, and your knees will weaken like your girl when she listened to the Wknd Your music sounded real funny like coochie coo So tell me what you gonna do with that Tooli two Whole crew got more masks than an episode of Scooby Doo and yeah, we throw you in the back of the van You about to take a look at the back of my hand Grab the baby powder, we roll with more chicks than a baby shower You may be sour, but oh well, I'm rocking points for my hotel Delivering rappers bodies to my plug wholesale Yo quiero fumo, yo quiero fumo, ain't a blow that's too low, Nah Ain't a blow that's too low, Nah, ain't a blow that's too low